sugarbabies…

…N…

he works the food cart … on a well-traveled corner in what is now a “safe” neighborhood....near the courthouse

we go back a loong time….back to when my walk of shame from a spot on Pennsylvania Ave used to take me past his corner…back… before the neighborhood was good…back then he used to toss me a Diet Mt Dew and tell me i could do better than the d-bag i was “seeing”. (ok ok maybe he said “congressman” not d-bag but whateves samey same)… we’d talk bout his kids and how their college was going  … and how expensive tuition was…which was why he was out here at this time of morning…every morning…

sooo when i pulled up at the light tues morning…and lifted my arm to wave at him i was surprised to see him running after someone… at first i thought…oh must have forgotten their change…(yes i am ridiculous)

but that wasnt it…

it was two kids..they had each taken a bag of chips… and walked away … kinda “skipping” in that “im a bad ass im not scared.. i dont have to run” way…if you live in a city… you know the skip… i hate the skip…

N. caught up to them in front of my car… one kid shifted his weight and adopted his most menacing posture (also kind of ridiculous)  he threw the chips at N. …by then the other had turned round and was pushing N. it was two kids and one grizzled old man… make no mistake… i have no doubt that in a fair fight… N. would take these kids every time…he left Afghanistan in the 80’s …hes tougher than those kids know..

but things arent fair in this town…especially the fights…

i took a sec to concentrate on their faces.. in case i had to id them later… and i prayed that nobody had a gun…jeeezuz its a fucking bag of chips…not even Cheetos or Doritos…. then  i threw open the car door…stepped out into the street…

When i shouted… all three of them turned … the boys were kinda stunned…then an ugly smile slid across ones face he shrugged his shoulders turned his palms out …passing his bag of chips to N….  they turned their backs to us…and skipped off toward the courthouse…

N shook his head “YOU SHOULDNT GET OUT OF THE CAR ITS TOOO DANGEROUS!”  he shouted at me… louder and gruffer than he meant to…  the way a parent does when they are more scared than angry… i made the sign of the cross… and moved to get back in the car… the light was getting ready to change… he motioned for me to wait… he reached down and tossed me a dt mt dew… and started laughing at me…

“next time… you just shout for cops i think there mothers are the problem”

i laughed too… ok N … deal… i crossed my arms over my chest and then pointed at him… smiling…

hes prob right… i gotta think of something better to shout than:

HEY ASSHOLES….DONT MAKE ME GO GET YOUR MOMS….

xoxo

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